In the Grand Battle between practicing yoga and watching the Olympics, sadly the Olympics is winning. My evening practice has been slashed in half by my suddenly becoming attached to the tv and to the outcome of the handball match between Iceland and France. I’d never even heard of handball before! The novelty of having the Olympics live and in my own timezone has not worn off yet.
Also I have a pesky bad left wrist and a dodgy stiff right knee. So in some ways, I am an athlete too!